Chapter 13 Do you regard chanting as spiritual practice?
"Thank you, brother. Thank you, brother. I have memorized it all. I understand it all. I understand it all."

Sun Wukong smiled and nodded repeatedly.

Do you understand everything?
Lingyun's mind raced, he nodded slightly, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Brother will practice with you."

"Thank you, senior brother."

Lingyun didn't want to accompany him.

But from the moment Sun Wukong started listening to the sutras, he showed himself to be too dull.

He wanted to keep an eye on him to prevent Wukong from causing any trouble and upsetting Bodhi.

……

outside the cave.

It's bright.

After a night, Lingyun got up and saw that Wukong was very diligent and was still practicing.

He nodded with satisfaction and tiptoed out of the cave.

"Baji..."

He had just stepped onto the auspicious cloud and left when Sun Wukong began to make a slight snoring sound from his mouth.

If you keep giving up, you naturally cannot practice.

He slept a full night.

……

Lingyun returned to the Xieyue Sanxing Cave.

After reporting what happened last night, Bodhi nodded with a calm smile on his face.

"You can teach me, so go ahead."

"Yes."

As soon as Lingyun left, he immediately sat cross-legged, his fingers flying, and chanted some magic spells.

After a quick calculation, he saw Sun Wukong sitting cross-legged on the bed, still working hard, and the smile on his face widened.

"Good, good, finally we are on the right path. But this monkey is dull and I wonder if he can enter the Taiyi Golden Fairyland after seven years of hard work."

Most of the immortals with names and surnames in heaven are Taiyi Golden Immortals.

Marshal Tianpeng, Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King and others, and even the Golden Immortal of Daluo.

As powerful as Taishang Laojun is, he has the cultivation level of a quasi-saint.

Without the strength of Taiyi Jinxian, any powerful heavenly general could take him down.

On earth, some big monsters, such as the Bull Demon King, all have the cultivation level of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

The Demon King Peng and others at the foot of Lingshan Mountain even have the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian.

Without the cultivation level of Taiyi Jinxian, he could be beaten to death with just one stick.

So, how to travel west?
Bodhi calculated for a while and nodded slightly.

"Although this monkey's talent is a little lacking, it will be no problem for him to enter the primary human immortal realm in a year."

He muttered, nodded in satisfaction, and ordered, "Lingyun."

"The disciple is here."

"Master will be in seclusion for a year. Wukong's practice must not be relaxed."

Sun Wukong pretended to be stupid, which caused him to be mentally damaged twice.

Although the repair has been completed, he still needs to stabilize it.

……

Winter goes and spring comes.

Another year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Bodhi opened his eyes and stretched his arms.

"It's been a year, it's time for that monkey to enter the human fairyland."

He muttered something and slowly said, "Lingyun..."

'Bang.'

The door opened, Lingyun walked quickly into the cave, bowed and said, "Master."

"Well, has Wukong made any progress?"

"Master, Junior Brother Wukong has been practicing hard every day, and his desire to achieve immortality is extremely strong."

Good, good, good. Bodhi suddenly felt refreshed and was on the right track.

The powerful people from all sides have already deduced it clearly.

How can a monkey like him escape from the trend of Journey to the West?

At this point, he must have entered the human immortal realm, and the next ones will be earth immortal, celestial immortal, true immortal, golden immortal, Taiyi loose immortal, and Taiyi golden immortal.

One new realm each year.

Seven years later, it happened to be Taiyi Jinxian who blasted him down the mountain.

OK, OK, finally there were no mistakes.

"Lingyun, call Wukong over. I want to test his cultivation in person."

"yes."……

Back mountain.

After eating his fill of meat, Sun Wukong sat down on the bed, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and pretended to study hard.

suddenly.

The system's mechanical prompt sounded.

[Host detected, playing badly for a year, rewarded with 1200 years of practice experience. ]

[It is detected that the host possesses the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, the Great Heavenly Immortal Art, the Golden Eyes that Break Delusion, the Thirty-Six Changes of the Heavenly Gang, and the Seventy-Two Changes of the Earthly Evil. The host can choose any one of them. ]

Sun Wukong thought secretly that the Great Heavenly Immortal Art and the Seventy-two Earthly Transformations were not top-level skills, so he gave up.

Although the Golden Eye that can see through illusions is powerful, it is easy to be discovered when used.

It’s better to stay at the entry level.

The Thirty-Six Transformations of Tiangang are not useful for the time being, so give up.

It’s still the Nine Revolutions Profound Art.

"Wukong! Wukong!" Outside the cave, Lingyun's voice rang out in the sky.

Sun Wukong walked out of the cave, smiled and bowed, "What's the matter, brother?"

"Master asked you to personally test your progress."

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up. Great, the time to get rewards has come.

"Come up, I will take you there."

"Thank you so much, senior brother." Sun Wukong became more respectful in his attitude.

Lingyun nodded with satisfaction. My year's hard work has paid off. Junior Brother Wukong has practiced hard for a year and even his manners have become more respectful.

If Master saw this, he would surely be delighted.

He then stepped on the auspicious clouds, flew up to the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, and arrived at the entrance of the Xieyue Sanxing Cave.

"Master, Wukong is here."

bang...

The cave door opened slowly without any wind.

Bodhi had a warm smile on his face and waved a palm-leaf fan: "Come, come, come..."

"Yes."

Sun Wukong laughed secretly when he saw this.

Stop laughing, stop laughing, soon I, Old Sun, will make you cry.

'thump……'

He fell to his knees on the ground, pretending to be filled with tears of gratitude, and kowtowed three times.

"Okay, okay." Bodhi smiled leisurely: "Wukong, let me ask you, have you made any progress in the past year?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Hehe, I work hard every day and dare not slack off. I just want to become an immortal as soon as possible. It's just that..."

"Just what?"

Sun Wukong pretended to be wronged and pursed his lips and said, "It's just that I haven't seen Master for a year, and I miss him so much."

Bodhi suddenly felt warm in his heart.

Although this monkey has little wisdom, he is a filial child.

"Good boy, show me your skills and let me see them."

"Yes."

Sun Wukong coughed and recited loudly:
"Before heaven and earth were separated, chaos was one. Tao gave birth to one, one gave birth to two, two gave birth to three, and three gave birth to all things. All things carry the yin and embrace the yang, and the rushing qi makes them harmonious. Therefore, Tao is formless and imageless, has no beginning and no end, and circulates without end. It can be the mother of the world..."

He recited the Great Heavenly Immortal Art in one breath.

Bodhi became more and more satisfied, and a loving smile filled his entire face.

"Good boy, you recited very well, show your accomplishments."

Sun Wukong pretended to be confused and scratched his hairy head: "Master, didn't I show it before?"

The smile on Patriarch Bodhi's face suddenly froze.

Countless thoughts raced through my mind.

what for?

When did he show his accomplishments?
"Wukong, what the master said is, show your cultivation and your progress in the past year."

Sun Wukong looked dazed: "Master, didn't I reveal it? Did I recite it wrong?"

suddenly.

Patriarch Bodhi's face fell and his eyes shot out magical power.

At a glance, he felt turbid air swirling in his spiritual center and rushing to all the major acupoints in his body.

"evil creature!"

He shouted softly, and waved his palm-leaf fan violently, and Sun Wukong flew backwards.

"What a curse, what a curse."

Bodhi sat cross-legged tremblingly, and silently recited the Heart Purification Mantra. After two hours, he finally suppressed the turbid air.

(End of this chapter)